Y/N is a Pogue who can't stand Rafe, the arrogant Kook who thinks he can get away with anything. She hates him. He doesn't hate her. In fact, he enjoys pushing her buttons. Every encounter sparks tension, fights, and impossible chemistry. Enemies at first, but maybe they're not as different as they think.

"His obsession is the tie that won't let her go."

"Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway." - Edgar Allan Poe avant-garde: unorthodox, radical, daring, progressive. Words typically used for describing pieces of art and art movements. Young artist, Maeve Murdock, never thought she would use them to describe her life. But that can happen when someone like Frank Castle becomes your muse. soft Frank Castle x fmc (age gap) [Set after the events of The Punisher S1] #1 in #frankcastle - Sep-Dec2025 #1 in #daredevil - Sep-Dec2025

indomitus: Untamed; untamable; fierce "He's going to get you killed." "I might be okay with that." Season 2 Daredevil

"she was cold as ice, never showing any emotions until she met him; Jacob Black."

Abandoned from birth. Trained to kill from a young age. obsessed with escaping earth and exploring the world of Pandora. A young girl finds a book all about the planet she craves. By 14 she becomes an asset to the humans plans on Pandora. She enters the world and is paired with Quaritch in his journey. But one fateful day, the young girl is captured by the Na'vi. One boy is able to see the moon in her fiery eyes. He can see the peace in her rage. The one butterfly in the endless flowers. #1 - Neteyam (2023) #1 - atwow (2023) #1 - neteyamsully (2023) #1 - sullyfamily (2023) #1 - neteyamxreader (2023)

Of all the tasks to receive, you were given that of preparing Kylo Ren's quarters. It was as difficult as it sounded, but you were not going to give up! And when a connection appeared to develop--well, you could not exactly explain your feelings, even though he didn't seem a stranger to them. Warnings: -The is for mature audiences due to plot and interactions between characters. -Limited Perspective, which leads to some emotional turmoil. -Dubcon but it IS consensual. Experiences of post-sex regret. Other Notes: (L/n) is used in this fic. This fic utilizes an unreliable narrator. [Originally Published in 2016]

Dakota: I ran the moment I turned twenty-one. Not because I was reckless. Not because I was ungrateful. Because staying would have killed me. My family called it love. I called it survival. They dressed me up, paraded me, whispered filth about me when they thought I couldn't hear. Treated me like something to be traded. Used. Owned. So I left. No plan. No protection. Just hope. The night of the ball was supposed to be a fresh start. Chandeliers like fallen stars, music floating through silk and champagne. For the first time, I felt almost free. Then I felt his eyes. He stood across the ballroom like sin given a body. Black hair, sharp jaw, broad shoulders that filled his suit perfectly. Green eyes that didn't look-they measured. They owned. When he looked at me, I should have been afraid. Instead, I felt chosen. Dangerous felt safer than going back home. ⸻ Ashton: I don't believe in coincidence. I believe in opportunity. I went to that ball to secure alliances, smile at men I despise, remind my family I am no pawn. They want obedience. Quiet. A wife who keeps me exactly where they want me. I don't do obedience. Then I saw her. Brown hair down her back, soft eyes too soft for a room like that. Five-foot-five of light in a world of wolves. She didn't belong. Which meant she belonged to me. She looked at me like I wasn't a monster. Her first mistake. I'm not a good man. Men twice her size fear me. My own family watches me like I'm a loaded weapon. But she didn't flinch. She smiled. God help her, she smiled. I need a wife. Someone untouched by my family's poison. Someone I can marry fast, claim faster, and use as a shield. She needs protection. I took her. Cold. Clean. She thinks I saved her. She doesn't know she's just stepped into a cage far worse than the one she ran from.

Sa'nea, the elder sister of Rotxo. Neteyam, the Eldest son of Jake Sully. She was the first Tìomum in the Metkayina. He was the first son of Toruk Makto in the Metkayina. She was the one to create a PATH for her people. He was the PATHFINDER. They would mark history, a different key in the ancient songs. *Full teaser in the A/N

𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 ꜱʜᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ - ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ. "If this goes further," I warn, voice low, dangerous, "I don't know how to stop." His mouth curves, slow and dark. "Good," he says. "Neither do I." ❤︎₊ ⊹୨ৎ ꨄ She was born between tides and trees - claimed by no clan, yet known by Eywa. Between Tides and Trees follows Kìreya, a clanless Na'vi born from exile and secrecy. After losing her mother at a young age, she is forced to survive alone, moving between forests, reefs, and forgotten paths of Pandora. Neither fully of the sea nor the land, Kìreya becomes a traveler, mediator, and silent observer of many clans. As she becomes a bridge between divided clans, the truth of her origin begins to stir, as tensions rise and old truths resurface, she must confront the hidden legacy of her bloodline. Amid all she must endure, love is the one thing Kìreya never allows herself to want. Taught early to trust no one, she lives by rules shaped by loss and isolation - until a long, unfamiliar presence enters her path and with him, the slow destruction of every moral and boundary she once relied on. ❤︎₊ ⊹୨ৎ ꨄ * Disclaimer: This story follows the original timeline of Avatar: The Way of Water and Avatar: Fire and Ash. While it does not strictly adhere to every event, and minor details or changes have been made, the main storyline remains consistent with the original fiction -except for the fate of Neteyam of course. Part of the credit is reserved for the original characters, settings, and visuals!